Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising.
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
I love this song — the simple lyrics, tight harmonies, the faith in a brighter day even in a world filled with strife and sorrow. It’s a traditional Kentucky bluegrass song, from around the time of the Civil War, I think.
It’s one of the songs I sang with a couple of other people in a coffeehouse a couple of weeks ago. We sang acapella, we stayed on pitch, we harmonized, and we were actually not at all bad. I love singing like I love writing — gotta do it. It’s different, of course, but there’s that really wonderful buzz when you mix it up — whether it’s notes or words — and it all comes together just right.
Alas, no one taped us singing. But here’s Emmylou Harris and the Red Dirt Boys singing pretty much the same arrangement we did. I wish I could say I sound just like Emmylou – in my dreams, and only in my dreams, I do.
At least we have the same hair.
I hope you enjoy this. Peace on.
Beautiful. I wish I could sing.
You might enjoy the post I wrote after seeing the movie “Songcatcher” I called it
Here be heaven
Or here’s the link (if your blog doesn’t allow html) http://lindacassidylewis.com/2009/09/23/here-be-heaven/
I LOVED your ‘Here be heaven’ post, Linda! It takes me back, too. Was there, somewhere in your memory trace, also the narrow walking bridge over a gorge, where you clung to a waist-high rope for dear life as you crossed the swaying bridge to the other side?
Thanks for sharing!
Thank you for reading that, Natasha. I discovered a horrible thing when I went to read your comment. At some point, all the comments on that post, as well as on the previous and next ones, have been deleted. I have no idea how because I certainly would never do that.
And no, no bridge over a gorge. But navigating the planks over the dry crick to the outhouse was scary enough!
NOT one of my favorite memories!
Ah, the outhouse! One hole or two? My grandmother’s friend had a two-holer and I was very impressed by that as a child.
Just one … my grandpa didn’t grow enough tobacco to afford two, I guess.
Mmmm – love it. Good music (especially lyrics) always inspires me to write. I can’t sing a single note, though!
And so many songs tell such great stories.
Oh, how I wish I could’ve been in that coffeehouse with my Americano, watching you sing! Very cool.
Well, I wish you were there, too! I admit that Emmylou and the RDB are considerably better, but it sure was fun. And I love that song.
One day, when I am brave and I figure out how to get the microphone to work on my laptop, I’ll post a song. I hope, for all of your sake, my microphone is actually broken and not just inoperable because of user error.
Heh heh. I will be looking forward to it!
I wish I were there!!
I love the lyrics, how beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
You’re welcome. It is one of my all-time favorites.
I just heard ” Day is a-Breaking In My Soul” on the ending of the March 27,2011 airing of Army Wives. I’ve never heard anything so beautiful and appropriate on a TV show in my life. It was truly touching – absolutely to my very core! Music that touches the spirit….need there be more said?
I agree! However, I cannot find that EXACT version or EXACT group anywhere. I am a retired music professor, yet none of my sources can identify that particular group or recording. If you can help, I would be grateful. Shirley